I couldn’t go on with this any longer, my vision was far too blurred by the blood loss and the alcohol. Everything floated in a tender reddened haze, which seemed quite beautiful. My fingers were loosing their grip on the switchblade though, letting it fall to the floor, with a loud clatter. I swayed, putting my lips to the open cuts on my arm,
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Kadie...
:'(
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